After cleaning the nearby trenches, the soldiers on the position suddenly heard the earth-shattering "bird chirping" in the distance. Zhao Zhiguo and the soldiers of the special force were naturally able to understand that it was the Japanese army's killing cry, which was far away from them.

Very close.

"Defend on the spot, Dianhou deploys a crossfire net!" Zhao Zhiguo shouted loudly, asking the soldiers to hold the positions they had captured.

Taro Yamamoto suffered a big loss last night. Tonight, in order to prepare for a sneak attack by the Chinese army, he arranged a squadron of infantry not far from the position, waiting for the Chinese army to attack their position at night. Taro Yamamoto knew this as well as Zhao Zhiguo

, as long as the Chinese army entered the position, their artillery and armored vehicles did not dare to fire at will, and the two sides fought in close combat until their bayonets were red.

The strength of the Japanese army suddenly increased sharply. Even if Zhao Zhiguo arranged it properly, one soldier could not be used as ten soldiers. When the local strength advantage changed, their troops could not be the opponent of the Japanese army.

The best way is to defend on the spot. They still have enough light and heavy firepower, so it is still possible to hold a small position.

"Da da da"

The soldiers of the Sharp Knife Platoon and the Special Forces Team still have a relatively strong awareness of switching between offense and defense. After all, day after day training, Zhao Zhiguo has made great changes in them.

However, the brothers in the regiment's reconnaissance company were already red-eyed and could not hear Zhao Zhiguo's order at all. They still wanted to charge forward and use their bayonets to decide the outcome with the Japanese army.

The troops supported by the little devils quickly rushed up. The advantage in strength and the experience of fighting made it impossible for the three-person team of the Chinese army to parry. After more than twenty soldiers were injured or killed, the brothers of the reconnaissance company listened.

Hearing Zhao Zhiguo's tearing cry, he hurriedly hid in the trench.

The Japanese troops who rushed to the position were still thinking of looking for Chinese soldiers in the darkness to fight with bayonets, but the machine guns on the position continued to fire in long bursts, and the little Japanese suffered a big loss.

But the little devils' awareness of switching between offense and defense was much faster than that of Dianhou's sharp knife platoon. As soon as the machine gun sounded, they immediately looked for bunkers, fired at the Chinese army on the position, and even launched multiple close-range charges, killing two of the sharp knife platoons.

The light machine gun was blown up, and the closest distance between the soldiers on both sides was only about two meters.

Fortunately, the sharp knife platoon had enough machine guns and grenade launchers, otherwise the Japs' few charges would have been able to drive Zhao Zhiguo back.

The battle between the two sides soon became intense, with more and more soldiers on both sides suffering casualties, and the casualties among the soldiers of the regiment's reconnaissance company were even more severe.

"Sir Zhao, brothers can't hold on anymore, retreat quickly!" Yu Wenbo watched as the soldiers around him fell one by one.

"If you dare to shake the morale of the army again, I will kill you. You have defended the position for me. We will all die here today. We must also defend the position behind you and never take a step back."

While they were talking, two Japs took advantage of the lack of firepower and rushed towards Zhao Zhiguo and the others. Zhao Zhiguo raised his gun and fired, killing one Japs. When he aimed at the other Japs, there was no bullet in the gun.

The little devil stabbed Yu Wenbo with a bayonet. Yu Wenbo subconsciously stretched out his hand and held the stabbed knife. The tip of the knife was only an inch away from his chest, and his hand had been cut by the blade.

, blood fell from the tip of the knife onto his chest, and soon stained the cotton-padded clothes on Yu Wenbo's chest.

Zhao Zhiguo, with quick eyes and quick feet, directly kicked the Japanese soldier who was charging to the ground, saving Yu Wenbo's life.

However, the kid was not dead. That kick broke two ribs of the Japanese soldier at most. The kid struggled up and wanted to continue fighting with Zhao Zhiguo, but he was no match for Zhao Zhiguo, not to mention that Zhao Zhiguo had another pistol.

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Before the kid could stand up completely, Zhao Zhiguo pulled out his Browning and aimed at the kid's skull. The Browning pistol at close range was so powerful that the kid's skull was ripped off.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Yu Wenbo.

Yu Wenbo was shocked and shook his head in panic.

Since Yu Wenbo is fine, Zhao Zhiguo has no time to care about him. If he delays Yu Wenbo for one more second, it is very likely that other soldiers will die because of this second. If there is one less soldier on the position, the Japanese army may break through.

their line of defense.

The position was in chaos. Under the continuous fierce attacks of the Japanese army, the area defended by Zhao Zhiguo and others was continuously compressed by the Japanese army.

The situation became more and more critical. The defensive firepower points were broken through by the Japanese army one by one. The casualties of the soldiers of the sharp knife platoon were also increasing. They retreated again and again, and finally reached a point of no return. Taking another step back, the soldiers

What is being defended is a straight line of trenches.

If they are compressed into a straight trench, as long as the little devils set up machine guns at both ends, they will be blocked in the trench and will either be sieved by the machine guns or blown up by grenades.

At the critical moment, Captain Hu finally arrived with reinforcements, and with him were the troops sent by the division headquarters to support them.

"Come on!"

Commander Hu's charge gave the soldiers on the position a shot of confidence. All they saw was black figures rushing onto the position regardless of their own safety, and started a bloody battle with the Japanese army.

"Zhao Zhiguo, are you dead?"

After Captain Hu saw the little devil being suppressed, he shouted Zhao Zhiguo's name loudly.

However, a shell exploded next to Commander Hu, and Zhao Zhiguo saw a dazzling light, and then a figure slowly fell to the cold ground.

"Captain!"

Zhao Zhiguo's mind went blank and he rushed to Captain Hu's side desperately. At this time, Captain Hu was covered in blood and was as angry as a thread.

"Captain! Commander..."

"The formation...the position...the position was recaptured?"

"The position has been retaken. Commander, you will be fine, stretcher... stretcher..." Zhao Zhiguo shouted heartbreakingly.

"Take it back...take it back...just...we must...hold the position. The folks in the Hutong area are watching us!"

"I know...I know...Captain, please stop talking. You will be fine. We will definitely beat the little devil away."

Two soldiers from the guard company hurriedly carried Captain Hu onto a stretcher and left the position. The battle gradually came to an end, and the sound of gunfire in the dark night faded away. Zhao Zhiguo sat helplessly on the cold ground, a little at a loss.

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"Batalion Commander, Commander Lu is here!" Dianhou knelt down and told Zhao Zhiguo.

Zhao Zhiguo looked up at Lu Ziming, quickly stood up and saluted: "Hello, Captain!"

"I will report Captain Hu's matter to the division headquarters, and we will take over the position for the time being." Lu Ziming said expressionlessly, "Captain Zhao, you can withdraw with the troops."

"Yes, sir! Dianhou, take the wounded with you and we will retreat!" Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Battal Commander, we..."
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